JOB Lyrics

[Foxy]Nigga wanna lay up on my couch, watchin' cableHands all in his pants, feet all on my tableNiggas I don't know, rollin' 'droOptimo', blow you got to go nigga, out the doorTryin' to throw some hintsIt's the first of the month, time to pay some rentYou could send them niggas home and hit the streetsCuz you been layin' up chillin' in this bitch for weeksKnow that ice is nice and sticks is sleekAnd the fridge is full, but the shit ain't sweetNigga get cause to floss, keep shit that's newSure, you could charge it but the bill is dueSee ballers like you gotta pay to playY'all Big Pun niggas gotta pay like you weighYou could come by, shit, but you can't stayLet my girl Mya sing what I came to say, c'mon

[Mya]1 - Cuz ain't nothing going on but the rentYou got to have a J.O.B.If you wanna be with meCuz ain't nothing going on but the rentYou got to have a J.O.B.If you wanna be with me

[Foxy]I need a heavy trick with a deadly dickWith a Benz two-thousand SE 6, 's watch, whateverAs long as the Bezzy sit at least threeTVs in everywhereI ain't tryin' to go to court for child supportIn a crib cramped up, fighting for PampersI don't want dram's wit' ya'll baby momsNigga, all I want is Cartier CharmsBeen tryin' to take it there, fuck the moviesI'm a red carpet bitch, nigga, world premiereShit, I ain't your average I-got-to-have-shitAnd I'm a shopaholic, with a heavy shoe habitNot one two, I need a few karatsNigga try suffer, buy a stilettoAnd I gotta have them Perotta bagsAnd them shopping sprees and alotta cash, c'mon

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If you wanna fuck, I could spendIf you wanna front, gotta goIf you got dough, let 'em inIf you go broke, it ain't the endRemember how you did it before?Let's do it again

You could start from the bottomTake it to the topStart it from the Hoopty, end it in the DropWanna know the secret how you stay on me?You gotta get on, stay on your J.O.B., c'mon